Graduation at "högstadiet" three years ago. The same kind of ritual as at "studentexamen" that will take place in 10 days. All that is missing are the white caps and of course three years of knowledge.
And she is gone. I still cannot get it. I wonder how I can manage that day without having her there among us.
I hate crying alone. I hate crying at Tvitter. I hate crying at Facebook. Why do we always cry alone except for at funerals?
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